I wanna party.
Who wants to go out?
I want a good cocktail, expensive food, great wine, stimulating conversation and a sweet ride. I want to hear a sweet, thick bass line in a smoky club. I don’t want to think about how much it costs.
I want to stay out late, laugh until my sides hurt and talk until my brain hurts with a few good folks.
Oh, and I want a new pair of shoes like this.